Dean moved closer to listen to her words. He couldn't understand he just felt her pain and knew he had to show her he was and would be a better man for her. He sat with her in his bedroom to keep her company. She didn't speak again and it seemed his company soothed her.
He wanted nothing but to comfort her but he had never comforted anyone with his words or actions. His mother and father passed away so long ago he was then brought up by his grandfather who was strict and taught him to be a man. For that he was thankful, he had the means to look after and support her on her journey.
He didn't want to do it for her as he knew she wanted to rise up herself but he would stand behind her to support he should she need it. The world was cruel and they had both felt that cruel reality in their past life together as they died in blistering flames and ash.
